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Movember

Feisty, yes. I sit here on a plane to go and help my dad while he goes for an operation on his prostate tomorrow. Yep – prostate cancer popped up and he’s going to have radium implants that will save him. (Side note: Fuck Cancer). My mom is no longer around because she died of breast cancer 2 years ago so I’m sure he’ll appreciate the support through this whole thing. (Back to the side note: Fuck Cancer).

So here’s my gripe. I’m not a fan of facial hair at the best of times. Movember is like one long torturous 30-day hell of boys growing ill-fitting snors, all supposedly in the name of beating prostate cancer (but more likely terrifying parents with their paedophilic grins and scaring off perfectly eligible single women). Moving along. How many of you have actually had your prostate checked? How many of you can say that your erratic facial pubes have actually contributed to the cause? These kinds of things become a fad that lose their meaning (what was the ice bucket thing for again?) and although the initial intention was to get donations for your efforts and give them to the fight against men’s health issues, mainly prostate cancer, how many of you actually do?

Awareness is a huge part of the fight and I’ll give you that, but I bet your trophy ‘taches that you’re not going to take it seriously until it happens to you, or your family, or your friends.

Shave it off, clean it up, look like a lovely human being and just go get your prostate checked regularly. You (and those around you) will be far better off, I guarantee you that.

Nonetheless, I appreciate the awareness efforts and the worldwide reach that Movember has gained over the years. It’s a step in the right direction, if you actually do something more than just grow a stupid mo.